I am keeping every scrap of paper, every text, every memory of your face, your name.
I am hoarding away every miniscule scrap of you that I can gather,
cos you might not be here in the morning
and don't you dare buy a friggin' suitcase...
ifyoucouldreadthetextsikeep,youdbelookingatmeaalittledifferently,alittleweirderalittlewider
